This short story is base on depression, what it's like to live it and what it feels like to try to overcome it. M aze of mind I went to sleep in my bed, in my house having done the same things I always do, I woke up sometime later to find myself in a dark eerie maze, the ground red as blood the hedges black as night above a void of nothingness. I stood in the middle in my pyjamas my bare feet chilled from the stone floor, a cold haunting wind cared my breath visibly through the air I wrapped my arms around myself and shuddered. I began to walk through various twists and turns, walking for what seemed to be hours limping from cuts on the soles of my feet. I felt disheartened as I came up to a fork in the bushes which way should I go I wo ndered, after looking from left to right down both paths several times I decided to go right, I...